Five minutes later, the streets and alleys were poor.

The three-headed demon slowly penetrated out of the cracks in the wall, condensed quietly into three thorny black shadows, staring at the person walking towards the end of the alley.

The man was ragged and covered in blood, and was in a hurry. He looked at the tactical brain on his wrist while rushing, just like a late office worker.

This strange image is completely inconsistent with the burning city.

Although the demons did not have much independent thinking ability and still felt a little strange, before they thought deeply, the instincts of killing and invasion had already driven them to let out a thundering sound that shocked their souls and pounced on the man.

suddenly

The three-headed demon seemed to have been immobilized, solidifying in the air in a very funny posture, and even the screaming sound was stuck, as if the old hen had his throat cut off with a knife.

In the "encirclement" of the three-headed demons, Li Yao gently clicked on the tactical crystal brain to search for the latest information about the Netherworld Blade.

As expected, there is no news about Nether Blade.

As time passed by minute by minute, even if there was no magic pill on the Netherworld Blade Strength Floating Model constructed by Li Yao, the strength of this old Nascent Soul monster was slowly recovering bit by bit.

At this moment, Li Yao's winning rate has dropped to 28.1%.

But he didn't dare to expect that the Netherworld Blade would rush out foolishly again and suffer both losses with another old Nascent Soul monster so that he could get a bargain.

At this moment, the combat power of the Netherworld Blade has been roughly reduced to 55% of the initial combat power.

This is a very perfect number.

If you are less low, with the wisdom and decisiveness of an old Nascent Soul monster, you will definitely withdraw from the battlefield without looking back. You will never be confused by some small profits and put yourself in a dangerous situation.

Even now, Li Yao probably won’t take action again.

Since the Palace of Eternal Life has been lurking in the Tenth Star Ring for so long, it must have many secret bases. The Netherworld Blade will definitely focus on avoiding the pursuit of the Nascent Soul on the Cultivator and flee to the secret base for healing and recovery.

After that, based on the recovery of combat effectiveness and changes in the external war situation, we will decide whether to continue assassination or to evacuate cleanly.

Therefore, this second is the weakest time of the Netherworld Blade and will no longer be weaker.

The biggest question is how to lock the Netherworld Blade.

Even though his combat power is only half, a lone thief like the Nether Blade can fight for more than one star pirate group with his own strength, and of course he is proficient in the art of hiding figures.

In addition, the devil sieges the city. There was a chaos, even if more than a dozen Nascent Souls joined forces, they might not be able to find the Netherworld Blade.

It is even more impossible for Li Yao.

but……

His inability to find the Netherworld Blade does not mean that the Netherworld Blade cannot find him.

"Let's bet, Nether Blade..."

Li Yao murmured, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but two pieces of ice crystals seemed to pierce out from deep in his pupils, which was extremely cold.

Ordinary bait will never make the current Netherworld Blade move.

But Li Yao believed that he was different.

First, he destroyed the first major operation of the Palace of Eternal Life on Tieyuan Star. It also promoted the reconciliation and communication between the Tieyuan people and the Flying Star people.

Secondly, "Black Lotus in the Mountains and Seas, the Four Kings of Eternal Life". Among them, the mountain king Yan died in his hands. If the Netherworld Blade was really the "Black King", even if he never thought of avenging the mountain king, if he could kill Li Yao, he would be able to invisibly surpass the dead mountain king and the other two kings.

Finally, and most importantly, Li Yao was attacked by the Netherworld Blade half a day ago.

If you can practice to the Nascent Soul level, whether you are a cultivator or an immortal cultivator, you are a little perfectionist, and you hate giving up halfway. At least that's what Li Yao himself is.

The target of the failed attack was swaying under his nose. Li Yao believed that even an old Nascent Soul monster might not be able to bear this humiliation and temptation.

"Nether Blade, the prey that just escaped was delivered to your door by itself. Will you do it?"

Li Yao took three seconds to ponder the thirteen traps that he had just imagined from beginning to end, and confirmed that he had reached his layout limit. He nodded with satisfaction, and then

"Click!"

He took off the tactical crystal brain distributed by the command center, finally browsed the key information, threw the tactical crystal brain into the air, spread the five fingers of his right hand, and grabbed it hard.

The tactical crystal brain burst instantly and turned into a series of crystal sand.

Li Yao cut off all connections with the cultivation world and became a one-man again, alone.

Although the tactical crystal brain can provide him with a lot of precious information, he can contact others in the spiritual network node, and others can also track and lock him through "hot spot perception", "divine thought mining", etc.

Now, Li Yao can be sure that the infiltration of immortal cultivators into the cultivation world has reached a very terrifying level.

He really didn't know who the person hiding behind the spirit network was a cultivator and who was a cultivator.

So, just don’t believe anyone, just rely on yourself!

One person and one knife, the planets are surging!

"The true power of immortal cultivators is far weaker than that of spiritual cultivators, but when they hide in the darkness, they can unscrupulously lay out, set up ambush, conspire, and raid. When the spiritual cultivators gather a large army to attack them, they can break into pieces and disappear without a trace."

"Dark is their most powerful magic weapon!"

"Now, I also own this magic weapon."

"The cultivator is in the light, the cultivator is in the dark, and I, Li Yao, sank into a place darker than darkness. I will attack the cultivator as much as the cultivator attacks the cultivator!"

Li Yao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

In the air, the smell of blood mixed with smoke and rust, cold and sweet, made him recall a long time ago, in the tomb of magic weapons, he was hiding in the darkness deep in the garbage pile, turning the sharp blades made of scrap steel upside down, and coldly staring at countless enemies who were more than ten times stronger than him.

No, not the enemy.

It's prey.

Vulture's prey.

Li Yao licked his lips that were chapped because of his hair, and Li Yao smiled slightly and walked out of the alley quickly.

It was not until he walked out for seven steps that the three demons, who were suppressed by spiritual energy, had regained their ability to move.

They were stunned for a moment, spreading their teeth and claws, and trying to pounce.

But in an instant, he didn't even have time to scream. He tore into thousands of pieces.

Li Yao waved.

Just like, slapping three flies to death.

...

In the city center, an underground parking lot, the gap between hundreds of shuttle cars was filled with ordinary citizens.

The atmosphere was very depressing. Many people wanted to cry, but were afraid that the demons outside would notice the movement, so they could only bite the back of their hands and suppress them tightly.

A haggard old man squatted in the corner, with grey hair messy, covered with dead leaves and mud.

Wearing a cotton coat full of holes, there was no movement for a long time, as if he was half dead.

Such a desolate old man can be seen everywhere in the siege of the demons.

But no one knows that he is the old monster of Yuanying, "Nether Blade" Zhuangziyou!

Behind the panic expression, deep in the gray-brown eyes, there was extremely calmness and indifference, and the cover of the cotton coat quietly inspired a dim light curtain, and through the eyeliner spreading outside, we learned about the latest battle situation.

"call out!"

A subtle sound of breaking through the air shook his eardrums.

The corner of the Nether Blade's mouth was slanted, knowing that this was the Nascent Soul of a cultivator, and he flew through the air above his head with his sword.

So what?

He had already used the magic to suppress his strength to the extreme. Unless more than a dozen Nascent Souls surrounded the parking lot and distinguished them one by one, even the Daluo Golden Immortal would not find him.

The terrifying trauma on the waist was temporarily blocked. The shattered spleen was also firmly bonded with psychic energy, at least not allowing his combat power to continue to decline.

After taking a few "Bear Tendon and Bone Strengthening Pills", his spiritual energy and soul grew a lot, enough to deal with new battles.

After successfully killing two elixirs, seventeen foundation-building and countless qi refining, and fighting three moves with another Nascent Soul, the result is really not bad.

Here, the closest secret base to the Hall of Eternal Life is 3.4 kilometers away.

In the secret base, there are medical cabins and deep sleep chambers with complete facilities, which can restore his combat effectiveness to more than 95% within three hours.

However, the Netherworld Blade is still waiting for the opportunity.

There were three or four Nascent Souls outside searching for him fiercely, and now they were looking for death.

Anyway, his injuries were not serious, so he was waiting here slowly. As a lone thief, he has always been the most patient and the most knowledgeable about the power of darkness.

At a moment, the subordinates' reward came from the light curtain.

"Old Zhuang, we deliberately exposed two 'Black Spider Eight Blades', and indeed mobilized all the enemy's Nascent Souls. In Huxi District, another hidden Altar of Demons has been launched, seducing a large number of Demons to descend, and it is expected to attract more enemy forces!"

"Now, within 15.5 kilometers of you, there is no enemy Nascent Soul existence, and the external spiritual energy is chaotic, the devil is raging, and the search range of the enemy Nascent Soul's divine thoughts has been reduced to the lowest level. It is impossible to find yours ten kilometers away!"

The Nether Blade smiled faintly: "Thank you all, don't take the Black Spider Eight Blades lightly. At this moment, the comparison between the enemy and us on the battlefield is still very serious. If you are really entangled by the Nascent Soul, you will definitely die!"

"Remember our purpose. This battle is not to win, nor is it impossible to win. It is just to establish our invincible power among ordinary people, and at the same time to try our best to weaken the power of the cultivation world!"

"Save yourself, the first one, and the second one to attack the enemy. If the situation is wrong, retreat immediately and never fight!"

"Anyway, we have already sowed the seeds of fear in the hearts of ordinary people and low-level cultivators. The goal of this battle has been initially achieved. Seeing that the enemy's Nascent Souls arrive one after another and the demons are gradually killed, we should gradually enter the next stage and prepare to retreat."

The subordinate nodded: "Old Zhuang is wise!"

The Netherworld Blade coughed violently, stood up tremblingly, walked tilted to the deeper in the parking lot, ready to return to the secret base.

At this moment, a new message came from the light curtain, sucking his eyes.
Chapter completed!